Ahh yes, Lazy Poll Monday, from the same people who brought you Hmm Wonder What THAT Pill Is Saturday and One More Couldn’t Hurt Sunday. That’s right, try Lazy Poll Monday for all your Lazy Poll needs.
I jest, I jest.
First of all I’m 99% sure that pill at the bottom of my suitcase was monkey hormone and secondly, the most exciting thing I did last night was put cantaloupe chunks in my iced tea instead of lemon. It was not –as you might imagine– an unqualified success, but hey, I’m a rebel.
Actually, I don’t even know why I call these open forum days Lazy Polls.
I always end up writing a ton more in the comments than I would in a regular post, but hey, some of you crazy people have been with the site since it was a mere glimmer in Manolo’s highball glass so despite having the natural nurturing instinct of a ball of chicken wire, I really like to know what’s going on with my readers.
As for me, tonight I’m going to the 100th anniversary concert of one of my favorite organs.
Of course that actually means I’ll be spending the evening in a cocktail dress trying not to make organ jokes in church (which is different than any other time I’m in church because of the cocktail dress) but I’ve heard there might be lobster bisque so I’m totally there.
So sock it to me babies, tell me what’s going on in your glammy (or not so glammy) lives.
If you’ve got a question, ask away. If you’re a lurker –I know you’re out there– delurk for a moment to say hi.
If you’re a regular commenter, tell us what’s happening in your neck of the virtual woods, then check back in tomorrow for the conclusion of the jewelry series plus whatever nonsense I deem fit.
Oh, beeteedubs (professional bloggers are required to put in cutesy slang like that on a regular basis or else they take away our 13 gigs of hi-lariously captioned kitten pictures) you guys have been killing me –in the good, non-Stranger Danger way– on Twitter and Facebook recently, so thanks for keeping me entertained.
Roger that, Miss Plumcake. Thanks for the response. I’ll play around with it in the safety of my own home before employing it upon the masses, and dig around online for some more examples that look good.
Comment by Genevieve — September 27, 2011 @ 4:15 pm
*de-lurk* Hullo!
Comment by Holly — September 27, 2011 @ 6:17 pm
Just wanted to pop in and let y’all know that J and I have been hanging out. I think that she’s healing, mentally and physically. I think she’s getting over him and that she might find the strength within herself to not need closure she so desperately wants. I don’t have the heart to tell her that she might never get it. We’re all spoiling her a little, but I think that goes with the territory.
As for me, I’m trying desperately to figure out a versatile, proper outfit to wear to Rosh Hashannah services tomorrow and Thursday. Here in DC that means comfortable outside, but with some layering options because the sanctuary is always glacial. I think the men in their shirts, suits, ties, and tallit set the thermostat.
Comment by Sara A. — September 28, 2011 @ 12:27 am
@Miss Plumcake: Thanks for the answer! Necklaces + boatneck tops usually feel too busy for me, too. So I’ll continue to stick with the statement earrings!
Comment by Karin — September 28, 2011 @ 5:10 am
Hello, daily lurker here. I have a question too. I am a nursing student with arthritic knees, so my non-work shoes, though cute, are geared towards preserving knee health so I can work, no heels for example. I am late 40’s in age and tend to dress slightly boho and nearly always in dresses with leggings or tights. I recently came across a cute pair of BOC black patent leather flattish mary janes that don’t hurt my feet or my knees and am wondering if there is a way to wear them without looking like a giant toddler?
Comment by bookgirl — September 28, 2011 @ 8:50 pm
I shall just answer then. The previous evening was my birthday, where at the restaurant, for what is only the 6th year in a row because they spent the first six thinking I could finally vote, I was asked if I were celebrating my newfound legal drinking age. It is to laugh. (And to thank my family for their superior, if pasty, skin.) Back to the topic semi-at-hand: I am here to tell you I had a $20 milkshake. I got it because I wondered if any milkshake, no matter how amazing, could be worth $20, and, hey, it *was* my birthday. It was. They put homemade vanilla bean ice cream in it. They put homemade fudge in it. They topped it with hand whipped cream. But did any of these things make it worth the $20. No, they did not. What made it worth the $20 was the not inconsiderable amount of delicious, Zaya 12yr Grand Reserva Guatamalan Rum that they put in it along with the floater of Don P/X 1971. Only in my head was it accompanied by Barber’s Adagio for Strings (my own personal version of the Hallelujah Chorus, since it doesn’t send me off on the Alto line in a Pavlovian twitch). It’s the best birthday dessert I’ve ever had.
And I will now be combining my Bluebell with various rums and ports that lurk in my liquor cabinet, hoping for a tenth of that magic.
Comment by megaera — September 29, 2011 @ 7:10 am
@Barbara
I concur with Plummie. I’ve recently dropped some sizes in clothing (but still a big girl). I wasted so much time trying to find something to wear in the mornings because I didn’t want to go through my clothes.
I finally decided that I would pick one type of clothing to review each time I was putting away laundry, pants were first, then under garments. I still need to review tops and sweaters, but I think I will do that as part of the Summer/Fall clothing transition.
Basically, break it up to keep it from becoming overwhelming.
Comment by jojo.k — September 29, 2011 @ 12:49 pm
Another lurker here.
I am in that awkward career stage between a PhD and a faculty position. The postdoc-dom is variously assigned as “visiting”, “trainee”, “temporary” in different universities and thus, we are left with neither student privileges nor staff privileges. *sigh*
So, I have to dress up in professional quality with no better than a student budget. Trouser jeans and button-up shirts will no longer cut it. Although most engineering dept.s are fine with khakis and blue button-up shirts for men (granted – various shades of blue, may be grey or white sometimes), the women engineer-scientist uniform still escapes me.
Any recommendations for professional looking Jackets and knee length shoes that stand -20c frigidity and fall in student budget?
Comment by Violet — September 29, 2011 @ 3:11 pm